so, i made marshmallows. i needed some of those small christmas gifts to have on hand for moments when i need a little present for someone right now, when they are knocking at my door, kindly bearing a bit of holiday cheer. nothing like making up a mug of hot cocoa and having fancy homemade marshmallows to float on top… this was the theory behind marshmallow madness.
the practice, however, not well-considered: gelatin? corn syrup? scientific temperature control? oh, dear. by the way, have you ever poured boiling liquid sugar into gelatin and then smelled the resulting aroma? not recommended. it’s changed my relationship with marshmallows, and not in a good way.
long story short: minor fiasco. can fiascos be minor? no, it was a series of mishaps, only. (side note: the fiasco! episode on this american life is my fave. part one, peter pan: listen now!)
anyway, i’d made sure i had all of the ingredients and necessary materials, and got everything arranged, and my stand mixer set up, and plopped the candy thermometer into the heating marshmallow liquid on the stove. the thermometer, the brand-new one i bought that day, was defective; the red needle spinning wildly off the gate. then i noticed that my jar of “confectioner’s sugar” was actually flour. also, i had exactly 12 minutes to procure said sugar before everything went to hell. thank goodness for a (relatively) good-natured boyfriend taking an afternoon nap in the next room, and for a market just down the street. sorry, boyfriend, no nap for you! off to the store like a champion.
what small goodies do you make up for your loved ones this time of year? something… easy?